Luyện nghe bài hát Fab. [Explicit]

Sweetie I don't want your
If you're looking for applause, keep
recipe's boring,
Meed a little more spice in my

Honey you don't want my
If you had 'em you sink to the bottom
You should bring your life
Cause people like you can't this, no

Where were you when I needed
Tell me, were you when I needed you?

ass bitches
When they smile in face,
But behind you it well wishes
When they eating all the food off plate
And don't do dishes
When they and they actions blur
And they know different
No time for fake ass bitches

You can go on the bandwagon
You yell money your lame ass friends
Go and jump on the bandwagon
With you ass bitches

I down in the trenches,
you know but you don't pay attention
You wouldn't know real talk if it out loud in your face, now listen
You got with it,
I believed in for a hot minute
Good as a friend in the
but you had to go ghost, leave me

Where were you I needed you?
Tell me, where you when I needed you?

ass bitches
When smile in your face,
But behind you it ain't wishes
When they eating all the food off plate
and they don't do
When they words and they blur
And they don't know
No for these fake ass bitches

You can go on the bandwagon
You yell money with your lame ass
Go ahead and on the bandwagon
With you fake ass

You not my BFF, you not my
You a fake ass bitch just the resty
I was all the way down, you was all the way
Now you tryna back cause I'm all the way gone
I got middle fingers all the way up
If a fraud broads, id give two fucks
If I say something, my moves'll it
You be running mouth
And it match your actions
And I ain't throwing shade, I'm just
Act like a buffet and eat off your own plate
Cause it not a when I say you fab
You a F-A-B with your fake ass, bitch

How about a for the real ones?
Put it down, had my back day one
hear about 'em throwing no shade, no
So if you one of us, up
of the gossip?
Think you had
worry about 'em, middle fingers up to these...

Fake ass
When they in your face,
But behind you it ain't wishes
When they all the food off your plate
And don't do dishes
When they and they actions blur
And don't know different
No time for these fake ass

You can go on the bandwagon
You yell money with your lame ass
Go and jump on the bandwagon
you fake ass bitches

With your ass...
With bitch ass...